Lingering Doting Marriage: Big Boss, Little Sweet Heart
Chapter 1577: A Different Marriage Proposal

Chapter 1577: Chapter 1577: A Different Marriage Proposal

Enna Clark watched for a while but couldn’t make heads or tails of it. She twisted her neck and was about to turn around when she was restrained. "Don’t move, look ahead!"

Enna continued to blink, still unable to discern anything special. She was forced to keep looking ahead and finally managed to choke out, "Baron Lawrence, are you imitating Titanic?"

He was now standing behind her, his chest pressing against her back, replicating the iconic pose of the male and female protagonists in Titanic.

However, unlike Jack, who tenderly placed his hands on Ruth’s waist, Baron was forcefully twisting her head, not allowing her to turn back.

Baron Lawrence frowned when he heard her words, belatedly recalling what Titanic was — mainly because the movie was so famous that even he, having little interest in romance films, had seen bits of it.

What nonsense was this woman talking about!

"Shut up, focus on what’s in front of you!" he emphasized crossly.

He checked his wristwatch, calculating that the time was about right, and reminded Enna once more, "Look ahead and don’t take your eyes off. If you miss this, there won’t be another chance."

He had emphasized it three times tonight; Enna remembered that anything he stressed three times was usually important.

Even though she really couldn’t see anything in front of her, she still looked ahead.

"5."

His hot breath sprayed on her earlobe.

"4."

The voice of Baron Lawrence was commanding and steady.

Enna didn’t know what he was counting down to, but for some reason, she started to feel nervous as well.

"3"

"2," Baron counted calmly and coolly, with an unusual gravity that differed from his usual domineering and stubborn tone.

Enna’s eyes widened as she looked forward.

Her heart thudded in response.

"1."

"Look ahead."

Enna seriously focused ahead, initially her view was just a panorama of city lights, nothing unusual.

Then, a skyscraper to her left caught her attention.

Amidst the brilliance of all the other lights, that building’s lights suddenly went out.

Instinctively, she looked over, and in the next moment, part of the darkened building suddenly lit up again.

She recognized it at a glance — it was a character!

Characters formed by lights!

And it was a very familiar one to her, her name — Clark!

Soon after, the skyscraper next to it, just like the first, darkened, and then lit up a moment later — Enna.

In a matter of a dozen seconds, all the lights completed their display.

Put together, it spelled out six words — Enna Clark, will you marry me.

She held her breath involuntarily, completely unprepared for this to be what Baron Lawrence had brought her up here to see.

At that moment, a domineering yet earnest voice rang out, "Enna Clark, marry me."

If given more time, he could have planned a better, more perfect and grand proposal, but he couldn’t wait!

So, he had this prepared.

At 3 minutes and 20 seconds, the first character began to light up. The last character was lit within 13 seconds.

52013.

He didn’t say it, but he did it.

He was impeccably dressed, and the city lights reflected against his perfect profile, as handsome as the most perfect statue by Archimedes, sculptural and profound.

He turned Enna’s body, took her hand, and directly moved the ring from her index finger to the ring finger, his dark eyes unwavering as he looked at her, his profound gaze seeming to draw her in, "Enna Clark, let’s get married. Okay?"